[Camari] I walked out of my boss's office feeling uneasy. Everything felt like a dream. I looked back at the desk and chair I had used for the last three years. I would never be able to return to this place again. I was grateful that my boss's assistant took me via the executive elevator. I didn't have to use the employee elevator. So, I didn't meet any of my coworkers. Only the security and receptionist in the lobby saw me walking towards the exit. With the dignity I had left, I walked upright. I was innocent. Why would I be embarrassed by other employees' suspicious stares? Arriving at the car, I let my tears fall. I didn't know what was wrong with my life. Why didn't I stop being afflicted with misfortune? My phone vibrated, and I sobbed even more. Oh, my God. Is there any other bad news? I frowned when reading Grandpa's assistant's name on the screen. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm myself down. "Hello, Niccolo." I managed to greet him in a cheerful voice.
Farrell sarcastically smiled while holding an envelope in his hand. Mrs. Haworth and Dorothy walked quickly after him. What was so urgent that he was shouting in a place that needed quiet? He haughtily grunted as he stood in front of me. "Here!" He suddenly placed the large envelope on my chest. Unprepared for that action, I took a step back. "What the—" "We're officially divorced!" he continued, cutting off my sentence. "So, don't ever come to see my family again, including my grandpa. Do you understand!?" He pressed the envelope against my chest with his forefinger before groaning in pain. "Touch Miss Gastrell one more time, and I'll break your finger that hurt her," Jasper threatened. He grasped Farrell's forefinger tightly. "Let go of my finger, you fool!" scolded Farrell. The man complied as he saw his two bodyguards approaching. "Come along, Miss. We'd better get going before he opens his foul mouth again." "What did you say!?" protested Farrell. "Farrell, enough," his mo
I approached the sofa and sat down while leaning my back and lifting my legs onto the table. I closed my eyes. Without planning it, the morning events at work filled my head. The accusatory stares from coworkers, Emily's smile, and my boss's nasty words replayed. After eight years of working at the company, holding money was second nature to me. I worked as an employee in the finance division. My achievements were impeccable, and I was repeatedly named the best monthly and annual employee. I sacrificed everything to be the best among everyone. I came early and left later than everyone else. I didn't take time off and even forced myself to work when I wasn't feeling well. However, the pile of money found in my desk drawer ruined everything. I couldn't accept my boss firing me without investigating first. Could it be that he was working with Farrell to get rid of me from my position? Why? My cell phone vibrated again, and I groaned. I purposely ignored her incoming calls because I di
[Otis] I hated that man behind the operating room door. He was the one who had made my life difficult since I was born into this world. I never asked to be born, nor did I choose him to be my parent. His rejection of me made everyone else do the same. I received insults, ridicule, and even physical blows from the people around me. Even the siblings who were supposed to love me hated me. My older brother and sister didn't like being around me. They smoothly denied it if anyone asked about our sibling relationship. Eventually, Father put me in a different school because of their protests. I always got second-rate when they could effortlessly get first-rate. I couldn't be in the same school or college as them, so I was placed in a second-rate educational institution. Dorothy had previously been affectionate and considerate to Camari. I didn't know what kind of poison Farrell spread to change her attitude. However, I never thought she had the heart to be so mean to her. My brief conv
[Camari]I closed the apartment door and placed my bag on the kitchen counter. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, but it couldn't calm my anger. Damn it! What a jerk! What an ignorant woman! I wanted to punch someone right now.Seeing the refrigerator, I went over and got a bottle of water. I gulped it down until I felt calmer. I sat on the sofa and leaned on its head. That couldn't be allowed anymore. I had to do something to stop her from doing whatever she wanted to me.That ignorant man who hit my car window a few days ago was her messenger? I remember we just talked at a café not far from our workplace. I'd been daydreaming at the red light, so I was a bit late driving my car when the green light came on.So, she taught me a lesson right then and there? What did she want? Me getting beat up by a guy who's bigger and taller than me? She was a crazy woman! Just because she came from a rich and more influential family, she's taking it out on me!Not satisfied with getting h
I groaned in pain, but a hand silenced my mouth. I opened my eyes and met the gaze of the pair of gray eyes that had once hypnotized me. Yet he stared at me with an inextinguishable fury.He held my hand tightly, but my left hand was free. An idea popped into my head. My hand wouldn't be able to hurt him. My knee could. As a result, he let go of my hand and mouth and pulled away with a long moan."Touch me one more time, then my knees won't just kick once but repeatedly that you can't f*ck Bella all year," I threatened.Farrell put his hands on his thighs, enduring the pain from the impact of my knee on the organ between his legs. He would remember that every time he tried to hurt me. He and Bella were wrong if they thought they could continue to toy with me."Yo-you...," he said with difficulty."I came here at Grandpa's request. If you have a problem with that, feel free to talk to him. Leave me alone!" I turned the doorknob, but it couldn't open it. Something was holding it outside
His movements were so fast that I didn't know what to do to prevent him from hurting me other than closing my eyes and squealing in surprise. But waiting for a while, nothing happened. His hand didn't land anywhere on my face.Feeling his grip on my right arm loosen, I opened my eyes. He let go of my hand and grasped the other hand on his right arm. I turned and saw Jasper standing nearby with reddened eyes."I've told you, touch Miss Gastrell one more time, and I'll break your finger that hurt her," Jasper said between gnashing his teeth."Let go of my hand, you fool!" scolded Farrell. His two guards stood nearby, helping him face Jasper."Let him go, Jasper!" someone shouted from behind me. "Don't get your hands dirty."Jasper obeyed his superior's words and stood before me, protecting me from Farrell. I didn't care how he and Otis got here, but I was grateful that he was helping me. My body was shaking, and my heart was beating so fast when I realized I had just escaped from danger
She stood beside her luxury car, looking at me with her chin up. I kept walking to my car and ignored her. Her business with me was over. After all, I didn't want to let it slip that I knew her evil plan.However, she didn't care about my attitude. A man stood before me as I was about to open my car door. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down. I turned my head toward the ignorant woman."Get your man out of the way, or I'll yell." My car and the lobby weren't far away. Security must have heard my voice if I asked for help.She chuckled. "Are you deaf? Or can't your brain digest information properly since your divorce from Farrell?" She glanced toward the hospital. "What are you doing here? I told you, Farrell hates you. Persuading his grandfather won't make him come back to you."I smiled, unwilling to fall for her malicious line. "Are you jealous?" I asked with an innocent face. "I'm free to see Grandpa, while you can just stand outside and hope he'll accept your visit.""What